Divorcing From Faith
Jillie tossed out a new word game as I was putting her to bed last night. Usually it's a game of "how much do I love you?" where we try to see who can come up with the biggest number. I know, infinity can't be multiplied times infinity, but it's always fun to try. I can't wait until she understands exponents, and I can say "infinity to the infinity power" without her giving me the "my daddy's lost his marbles" face.
So anyway, last night, she said she wanted to play the "I believe" game. She started: "I believe in you, daddy." I reciprocated, and that led to including Lizz and our animals, and then she added "I believe in angels."
I paused just a moment before saying "I believe in heaven."
